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In this dark summer of 1942...

the onslaught of the Third Reich continues...

under the leadership of this indecent and corrupt man.

His over-trained and blindly obedient army...

continues to ravish what is left of free Europe.

While II Duce grasps for his place...

as this wicked Axis tries to dominate the world...

President Roosevelt and Prime Minister Churchill...

gather the Allies in defense of the free world...

the third Axis power plunders across the Pacific.

Mankind is being threatened by these despicable villains.

The only hope for freedom and democracy is...

- Heil Hitler. - Ja, Heil Hitler.

Speak English, if you don't mind, Herr Kapit�n, for secrecy's sake...

on the off-chance that someone might be listening...

and learn the secret of your mission.

So you are excited, ja?

Herr Oberst, I am always excited...

when performing for the great and glorious Fatherland.

Of course.

Oberst, they are warming up the airship, no?

We have deliberately kept the objective of your mission...

a secret from even you, Herr Kapit�n, until the last minute.

It is that sensitive and crucial.

Randall, you will find the complete maps for your route in your bomber.

But here is your goal.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Even our XV-12 cannot carry enough explosives...

to destroy the entire installation.

But the Allies do not know that.

Nor do they know that your goal...

will be this one, small...

...this one, small, building right here. - You mean the only building...

Here the Americans are manufacturing a new bomb sight.

It's called the Norden bombsight.

If they manage to incorporate this into the Allied bombers...

they will be able to pinpoint targets...

from an altitude far beyond the effective range of our anti-aircraft.

Destroy this one factory...

and it will put them behind at least a year...

in their war effort.

At the same time that you are bombing the Brooklyn Navy Yard...

one of our agents in Washington...

will be stealing the only duplicate set of plans for the bomb sight...

thus completely destroying their production capability.

Of course, your timing must be flawless.

It will be, Herr Oberst.

I had hoped to undertake this mission myself, but unfortunately...

the F�hrer wishes me to be right here by his side.

If you fail...

I will not, Herr Oberst.

...then I will have no other choice...

but to complete your mission myself, successfully.

I shall not fail, Herr Oberst.

As our English friends would say, good hunting.

And Heil Hitler.

This report just came in this morning from Berlin.

We have to stop Drangel and that infernal airship, whatever it is.

Let's see, now. Left Germany for Argentina...

up over the Bermuda area...

then on to the Navy Yard?

- I don't understand his reasoning. - Nor I.

No single Nazi plane can knock out all the ships we have there.

If the Nazis bomb the continental United States...

it would be a great boost to their ego...

- and a terrible blow to ours. - Yes.

Particularly if they've developed a dreadful new bomb...

capable of mass destruction.

Any other information besides this?

No, just the route timing and the single plane identification.

How about a squadron to intercept them?

Dogfight over Brooklyn? No, I wouldn't want to chance that.

I'll have to get him before he reaches the American mainland.

Look at the time. Will that be all, Steve?

I have a chiropodist's appointment this afternoon.

- Sure, Marcia, go ahead. - Thanks.

- Marcia? - Yes?

- See you later tonight? - Sure thing.

Shall we get back to the problem, Major?

It's very basic, as I see it.

If the Americans ever found out the Nazis had a plane...

capable of penetrating the U.S. Borders...

it would destroy what's left of their pride.

These days are dark enough already.

General, we'll have to get that plane before it ever gets near the States.

But you'd better be prepared to evacuate the Navy Yard...

- on an hours notice, just in case. - Only if necessary.

There should be no publicity.

Which means it's up to me...

to bring that plane down quickly and quietly.

Something wrong, Herr Oberst?

I can't understand it, Nickolas.

Drangel was not in the air over 10 hours...

when the Americans knew of his mission.

There is a leak here somewhere...

very close to the source.

Cigarette?

Keep the pack.

Perhaps it was one of the mechanics on the airstrip.

There were orders on the plane.

Perhaps.

It could be anyone.

I'll try to nail him over the Bermuda area in that so-called Devil's Triangle.

Since the year 1900, over 50 ships and 60 planes have disappeared...

in that area without explanation.

- Good thinking. - Well, it might work.

At least the Nazis won't know if he was shot or taken by the elements.

I'm told there could be a gravitational whirlpool pulling the boats down...

but no one has an explanation for the lost planes.

It's a strange area, all right. There are many uncharted islands in the triangle.

Sort of tropical paradises.

You can save them for after the war, boy.

Good luck, Steve.

That's what I'm gonna need: Good luck and a good plane.

Do your best, boy.

General, I can only do my best.

Come on, Rena.

Princess!

- I've never seen that before. - Neither have I.

Let's find out what it is.

- What do you think it is? - I think it's called a parachute.

But what's it doing here, on Paradise Island?

It's a man.

He's been hurt.

- He's almost dead, Rena. - A man? Here on our island?

Just help me get him out of this contraption.

Help me lift him. Be careful.

I've never seen a man in the flesh before.

Who of us have?

- It looks like a man. - What is it?

Where did you find him?

Run ahead to the hospital, and let them know we're coming.

According to his papers, his name is Steve Trevor...

and he is attached to the Air Corps Intelligence Division...

of the United States.

It had to happen, eventually.

But Paradise Island is still secret, Your Majesty.

The man is unconscious. His eyes are bandaged.

Even if he should wake up, he wouldn't know where he was.

This location has always been perfect for us.

In a thousand years...

no one has ever discovered us.

But why now?

Mother.

Your Highness, Doctor.

Where did you find the man, daughter?

On the beach, near the cave.

- Will he be all right? - Yes, in time.

- But will we be all right? - We, Mother?

The instant he returns to civilization the world will know about us.

And our island.

Then where will we be?

But, surely, some men can be trusted.

You're too young to remember how...

we women were slaves in Rome and Greece.

I promised myself it would never happen again.

We found this island...

where we could live in harmony...

peace, sisterhood.

- Be gone. - Yes, Your Majesty.

Now we may lose it forever.

Let me know if there's any change in his condition.

- About this man... - There's nothing to discuss.

Mother, how can you think that way?

I named this island Paradise for an excellent reason:

There are no men on it.

Thus, it is free of their wars...

their greed, their hostilities...

their barbaric, masculine behavior.

Thousands of years have passed.

Perhaps men are now different.

Perhaps they've come to think as much of peace as we do.

We shall soon see.

Could I serve as his nurse?

No. You're the Princess.

You have been trained to rule, not to care for the needs of the sick.

- Well, then, as a special favor to me. - No.

- Please, Mother. - No.

- It's just for a few days. - No.

For scientific study.

Very well, then, go. Observe the male species.

But don't...

Go, my daughter.

It's difficult to find words at a time like this.

Steve wouldn't have wanted a long eulogy.

Just a drink in his honor, that's about it.

You're right.

To Steve Trevor...

a genuine American hero.

How is he?

I just gave him a potion of special serum.

What is your name?

Steven Leonard Trevor...

Major, United States Air Corps.

Why were you flying over this island? Answer me.

I was trying to intercept a Nazi plane...

on its way to bomb the U.S.

What are Nazis and the U.S.?

Nazis are a group of evil men...

out to rule the world.

They kill anyone who doesn't agree with them...

like the United States of America.

What would happen if the Nazis should defeat you?

Dictatorship.

The end of freedom for mankind.

I've got to get back. I've got to try.

He should rest now.

- A wire, Herr Oberst. - Speak.

Drangel has failed.

He and the XV-12 have gone down...

somewhere off Bermuda...

in the Devil's Triangle.

- How? - No one knows.

An Allied pilot, the devil.

There must be a leak somewhere here at the airfield.

Three of the mechanics were severely interrogated by the Gestapo.

- They have all confessed. - Useless!

Telephone the factory.

Tell them to redouble their efforts to complete the XV-13.

I will fly it myself.

You wanted to see me, Mother?

You may leave his care to others.

Well, thank you...

but I would prefer to stay on until I'm certain that he's well.

That was a command, not a request.

Am I allowed to ask why?

- You are very intelligent. - I am your daughter.

There are so many things you don't know.

- Do you have any idea of your age? - By what standard?

- By the earth's clock. - No.

You are immortal as are all of us on Paradise Island.

If you should ever leave here, you could revert to a human being.

Why are you telling me this now, Mother?

Because I sense what might happen between you and that man.

We are stronger, wiser, and more advanced...

than all those people in their jungles out there.

- Our civilization is perfection. - No.

There's something missing, Mother.

When I look at Steve Trevor...

I feel things, things I've never known before.

There are some things that are better not known.

Young Amazon minds are best occupied...

with athletic discipline and higher learning.

We now know why he was in the area.

That man must be returned to his own country.

But why, Mother?

For his safety and ours.

One of our young Amazon girls will escort him to his country...

and then return to Paradise Island.

- But all the girls will want that task. - I know.

To forestall any ill feeling...

I have planned a tournament of athletic games...

by which I alone shall determine the strongest, nimblest...

and most likely aspirant for the assignment.

A tournament. That's a wonderful idea, Mother.

I look forward to participating in the games myself.

You? Never.

But, Mother!

I cannot risk my only begotten child, our princess...

on a mission in behalf of the life of a savage.

- Is that your final decision? - Yes, it is.

Then I'd rather not stay for the tournament.

Perhaps I'll go on retreat, to the summer palace.

As you wish.

Trust me in this.

Noble Amazons...

masked, in the tradition of our tournaments...

with only your individual skills and prowess to rely upon.

One of you will win...

for the glory of all...

and to preserve our Paradise.

Let the tournament begin.

The events have been tallied...

and two Amazons are now tied for the honor.

There is only one way to break the deadlock:

Bullets and bracelets.

For only women have the necessary speed and coordination...

to attempt bullets and bracelets without the loss of life.

Are you ready?

Begin.

This is the golden belt.

It is the symbol of Amazon supremacy.

So long as you wear it...

you will retain your cunning and strength...

away from Paradise Island.

And this is your golden lasso.

Besides being made of an indestructible material...

it also carries with it the power to compel people to tell the truth.

Use it well, and with compassion.

You realize the task you have chosen...

is the most difficult sacrifice...

any person can make.

I do it because I love my people.

I love my queen...

but most of all...

I love my mother.

I'm sorry, Mother, but it was the only way.

I would have expected...

nothing less from my own daughter.

I did it for you, Mother.

The colors were chosen to show your allegiance to freedom and democracy.

The skirt can be discarded if it should prove cumbersome...

- the material is indestructible. - It's beautiful, Mother.

- Thank you. - I designed it myself...

never knowing that it would be worn by my own daughter.

I'll make you proud, I promise.

There are many things you don't know about the world of men.

There are even some women there who are less than our Amazonian ideal.

I believe I can handle them, Mother.

I know you can.

You are my daughter and a princess.

The invisible plane is waiting.

The American is already aboard.

Go in peace, my daughter.

And remember that in the world of ordinary mortals...

you are a Wonder Woman.

I will make you proud of me...

and of Wonder Woman.

- I must be dreaming. - No, you're not.

I must have died and gone to heaven.

Two wrong. One guess left.

The last thing I remember...

was getting shot while coming down in my parachute.

Relax.

We'll be landing soon.

Could I help you?

I would like to get this patient admitted.

Just fill out these forms in triplicate.

You don't understand. He's quite ill and needs immediate attention.

Thank you.

Calling Doctor Westly, Doctor Westly.

This is Maj. Steve Trevor. He's very ill.

- Maj. Steve Trevor? But he's dead. - Who are you?

I'm his personal nurse. Take good care of him.

I'm going to leave my patient in your hands.

Thank you.

Marcia, Steve is alive!

All we know is a woman dressed in a red, white and blue uniform...

- dropped him off at the hospital. - Nothing more about her?

No, but as soon as he regains consciousness...

there's a lot we have to ask him.

Until then, let's just be thankful he's alive.

Believe me, I am, General Blankenship.

See you later, Marcia.

Operator? I'd like to place a long distance call, please...

person-to-person, to Mr. Carl Hoff...

room 451, Hotel Bennett, New York City...

Murryhill 3667.

My name is Kaye Beasley.

Make it collect, please.

I need your help, fast.

Get down here to Washington right away.

Steve Trevor is alive.

Apparently some woman is responsible, and she must be found and stopped.

I saw you through the window...

and I said to myself:

Brenda, you have something that would be perfect for a figure like hers.

- Thank you, but I'm really just... - What you're wearing is fine for summer.

Far be it from me to criticize, but with winter coming...

That is most becoming, my dear.

You certainly use a lot of material in your dresses.

This is downright stingy by comparison to what we had before the war.

These days, what with all the rationing, the dresses are half the size.

- Thank you very much for the dress. - You're welcome.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Just a minute.

- You can't leave without paying. - Paying?

That dress is $6.95, marked down from $10.

I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about.

No money, no dress.

And next time, lady, try to con somebody else.

Get back in there, and you won't get hurt!

Excuse me, but that's very rude.

- Get out of here, broad! - It's also dangerous.

Please put those guns down. You could hurt people.

- Shoot her, Nadzeel. - Me?

I never shot a woman before, except in self-defense.

All right, what's going on? What happened here?

Officer, those men robbed our bank.

- You say these men robbed your bank? - Yes.

This wonderful woman in the bathing suit stopped them.

Okay, stand back.

Now, what's your story, lady?

- Story? Well, I know a few myths but... - A joker?

- Okay, suppose we start with your name. - Wonder Woman.

Sure. That's the last name: Woman?

- First name, Wonder. Right? - Right.

Wonder Woman.

Mike, the guy in the back is starting to stir.

Stay where you are, Wonder. You caught the robbers, saved the money.

You'll have to fill out forms. We're gonna need your statement.

They steal money, and I have to fill out forms.

What a country this is.

Lady!

- Yes, you, lady. - What is it?

Have you got a second, lady?

How would you like to accumulate a bundle of money?

Well, I don't rob banks.

Rob banks? Who needs to?

Not with that bit you had with the bullets and the bracelets.

Sensational!

I could make a star out of you, lady, if you play your cards right.

"Ashley Norman: Dogs, Dwarfs and Daredevils"?

- What does that mean? - I'm a theatrical agent.

- I'm not a theatrical performer. - Are you kidding? You are the greatest!

You do that trick on stage with the bullets and the bracelets...

you'll make people forget about Harlow and Grable.

Why, Betty Grable looks like a boy compared to you.

Just a minute. If I do this bullet trick...

- what do I get? - Money.

- Apparently I need money to survive here. - And lots of it.

Do you know that a good steak dinner costs over $1 these days? It's disgusting.

- And what do you get out of this? - 50%, sweetheart.

Half the money? But I'm the one that's getting shot at.

That's show business.

Perhaps I'll get in touch with you when Steve...

- When I'm interested. - No, you better move fast, lady.

The story of how you caught those crooks will be in tomorrow's papers.

You've got to strike while the iron is hot.

Remember: There's nothing deader than yesterday's news.

Call me.

How much longer will it be until my XV-13 will be delivered?

It will be delivered to Berlin within hours.

Excellent.

Drangel's disaster will soon be mitigated...

by my triumph over the skies of New York before the week is done.

It's a miracle he's alive, with all the wounds he's got.

Have they found out anything more about that unusual woman who dropped him off?

No, nothing, except that she was strangely dressed...

very attractive, quite strong...

and unfemininely pushy.

Where is she?

Where is that beautiful girl, that angel?

Steve, it's me, General Blankenship.

- Can you hear me? - Where is...

How did you get here? What happened with the plane, Steve?

What...

Nurse, how is he coming along?

- As well as can be expected, sir. - General.

General, what are you going to do?

I momentarily blanked on this one, Marcia.

If our intelligence is correct about the Nazis...

being able to take anything at the Navy Yard with a superior plane...

we are in serious difficulty.

We just have to pray that Steve gets better fast.

- Lieutenant. - Yes, sir.

I want someone with him at all times, in case he wakes...

long enough to answer questions.

- Very well, sir. I'll see to it. - Thank you.

Let's go, Marcia. There's nothing more we can do here now.

All right.

I'll bet you were surprised to see Steve again, weren't you?

You don't know how surprised.

- Keep up the good work, Lieutenant. - Sir.

It's you.

It's really you.

No, it isn't.

You're just dreaming.

But stay asleep.

I'll be near, watching over you.

Even if I do have to earn some money first.

Tomorrow night's the night.

The Academy Theater is booked. The ads will hit the morning paper...

at the same time that the bank robbery story hits the front page.

- You're quite sure of yourself. - Absolutely.

If there's one thing Ashley Norman knows about, it's a woman's mind...

and money.

The delightful little lady you've all come here to meet...

the two most exciting words in show business today:

Wonder Woman!

Let's hear it for this beautiful creature!

Now, to prove that this is no trick...

and that the bullets in these guns are not blanks...

I will shoot at this metal wall...

which we have built to protect the backstage.

Wonder Woman, step aside, if you please. Thank you.

Gun and real bullets. Now watch this.

Thank you, you're very kind.

If those of you who are interested will now step on stage...

we'll go on with the show.

Come on, have we a hardy soul here tonight?

There's a marine.

From the shores of Tripoli, my friends

Yes, I knew it would be a marine. Bless you, son.

Here you are, choose your weapon.

There's another gentleman, right there. Nice big hand.

Who else? Do we have a third?

Oh, no, grandma.

A woman. Let's hear it. Thank you, ma'am.

Marine, go ahead. And he has sharp shooting medals.

Go ahead, fire at Wonder Woman.

All right.

Here comes the shot.

Here's another man now. Go ahead, sir, choose your weapon...

and fire away.

Bounced right off, ladies and gentlemen.

Just a flick of the wrist and the bullets slipped off. Yes.

Ladies, give a nice big hand for grandmother here...

who came up to fire at Wonder Woman.

I am not used to firearms, but I was just wondering...

I have a gun that I have fired and I am comfortable with.

I may use it?

Anything that makes you comfortable, go right ahead.

She's comfortable with that little gun that she...

Hey, lady.

Machine gun, that's something else. Oh, no.

But in the advertising you say...

she would face any weapon, is that not so?

Right!

Just a moment, please.

It is up to you, Wonder Woman.

Go ahead.

Hold your fire.

Wonder Woman says she is not afraid.

Fire at will.

Did you see that, ladies and gentlemen?

Ladies and gentlemen, you saw this with your own eyes!

Did you see her divert those bullets?

By God, it was fascinating!

Nickolas, we may never see each other again.

Don't say that, Herr Oberst.

I know in my heart you will return.

There are several times in a man's life...

when he might be glad he never married.

I think, Nickolas, that this is one of them.

I will leave only my pigeons and my good friend...

Nickolas.

Thank you, sir.

Contact Washington, inform Agent M...

of the approximate time of my bombing...

and have her inform the U-boat off Long Island.

May I shake your hand?

Under the circumstances, why not?

Goodbye, Nickolas.

God bless America.

Terrific. You knocked them dead. Read what they said in the papers?

We're gonna be a smash from coast to coast, sweetheart.

- Coast to coast? - Yes.

I got an advance on Madison Square Garden, and the Coliseum in L.A.

One year on tour, and we will be on easy street.

No, not me.

Pardon?

That's it, I'm through.

What are you talking about? You can't quit now.

I'm sorry, Mr. Norman...

but I came to the United States to do something very important.

Much more important than this.

Sure, well, I understand.

Some people get caught up in the smell of greasepaint, and some people don't.

Look, why don't you sit down, take it easy.

I'll be back in a moment. I'm going for a drink of water.

Just read the rest of the reviews, at least keep a few memories.

Excuse me, Mr. Norman, but that's my money, too.

How right you are.

I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll just leave it here...

you take your half, leave me the rest. I trust you.

I can avoid that bullet faster than you can shoot, Mr. Norman.

Ashley Norman, you are certainly one man who is not to be trusted.

Please, don't hurt me.

Hurt you?

Where I'm from, we try never to hurt people.

Goodbye.

Hello, Marcia? This is Carl.

I tried everything I could to stop her, but it didn't work.

Okay, so I failed. You want me to follow her?

Left Argentina already?

Okay, I'll wait at the apartment.

Heil Hitler.

- Hello? - Hello, Steve, how are you?

Coming along. How's everything there?

Not so good.

Our Argentine source reports a top Nazi in their long-range bomber, the XV-13...

is already headed for the States.

It can handle anything we can put in the air.

That's terrible.

Von Blasko, their ace, is flying it himself.

Latest intelligence reports he took off after refueling in Argentina an hour ago.

Von Blasko? General, if he's flying that mission himself...

then the target must be more than the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Steve, what about the morale factor?

If the Nazis bomb the continental United States...

No, it's more than that, much more.

General, you never told me...

but the Norden bombsight...

Is that being manufactured...

My God, Trevor, that must be it.

I'll warm up a squadron of P-38s right away.

No, they wouldn't have a chance.

Von Blasko would carve them up with that XV-13.

If that bombsight is being manufactured there...

then secrecy must be kept.

General, warm up my new plane.

But you never tested it...

and orders are that you stay in bed.

Hello, we must have a bad connection here, General.

Make sure that plane's gassed up and ready.

I should be at the air base in half an hour.

The general is gonna go through the roof.

Don't worry. I'll take all the responsibility.

I'll send a car to take you to the base.

No, there's no time. I'll catch a cab.

If I shortcut along the Georgetown road, I should be there at 1600 hours.

Take care, Steve.

Don't I always?

Can't you go any faster?

You want to drive, I'll let you drive.

Trouble.

Hi. What seems to be the problem?

Stay right where you are, fly-boy.

That is a problem. Hey, taxi!

Don't make a move!

Or we're going mess up that pretty little soldier suit of yours.

I say we kill the pig now.

Put away the knife. Idiot.

If we do, the Gestapo will have us killed.

Let's get him back to the apartment, schnell!

- Nurse Buck. - Yes?

Maj. Trevor. He's not in his room.

I've looked all over the hospital. I think he's gone.

That's right.

His doctor wanted him to stay, but he wanted to get back to the war...

so I let him. He's a real soldier.

Would you happen to know where he went?

He's good looking and single, too. He's with Military Intelligence.

It's that big marble building down on D Street.

Got to make my rounds. See you later.

Steve Trevor knows the combination to the safe...

containing the Norden bombsight plans.

But he wouldn't give it to us under any torture.

We're going to have to use truth serum.

First, prepare the hypodermic.

It took me five years to gain his complete confidence.

He will respond to my voice under the drug.

What time is the rendezvous with our U-boat?

1:00 a. m.

If I'm not back from the office by midnight, Trevor is to be killed.

If I can be back in time, we'll take him with us.

To the Fatherland.

- Heil Hitler. - Heil Hitler.

But why bother?

Because, you fool, he is the key to American intelligence activities.

- I gave him the shot. - Good.

Hello, Steve, darling. It's Marcia.

It's very important that we get into the safe in your office now.

Important?

Safe?

That's right.

Just give me the combination and I'll take care of it.

I can't.

It's a secret.

Tell me the combination, Steve.

The General needs the plans to the Norden bombsight.

I can't do it.

You'll bring him back to consciousness.

Let me try another tack.

You trust me, don't you?

Sure, Marcia.

You're my good friend.

Yes, I am.

Now give me the combination.

The whole country is depending on you.

The whole country?

Millions of people.

Millions of people?

For Old Glory?

Twenty-four left...

twenty-six right...

And thirty-three to the left.

I knew it was you all the time.

You didn't know anything.

I knew that you had a friend who carried a machine gun in her purse.

And you won't get away with whatever you're doing.

And who's going to stop me?

You of all people should realize how useless that gun is against me.

I don't need a gun to take you, Wonder Woman.

I was Nuremberg judo champ!

I assume that that is supposed to impress me.

They didn't teach you to fight fair.

Now, you are going to tell the truth.

Don't bother fighting it.

That lasso compels you to be honest and you must answer every question.

Where is Steve Trevor?

My apartment.

2809 West Twentieth Street, Chevy Chase.

Is he all right?

Until midnight. If I'm not there by then, he'll be killed.

That's the same hour that the Brooklyn Navy Yard will be bombed...

and the Norden bombsight destroyed.

You may be fast, but nobody can be at two places at the same time.

It's over, Marcia. You're through.

You may have me.

But the Third Reich will never be through. It will go on a thousand years.

I heard the Greeks and Romans say the same thing.

You heard that?

I may be older than I look.

Now, what number do I call on this instrument to reach your apartment?

Capitol 6732.

We'll get even with you for this.

My people will send more agents.

No. The Nazis don't care about their women.

They let you fend for yourself.

And any civilization that does not recognize the female...

is doomed to destruction.

Women are the wave of the future...

and sisterhood is stronger than anything.

This is Marcia. The plans have been changed. I'll be there an hour later.

And the rendezvous with the sub?

Advise them of the alteration.

No!

You are going to stay right where you are.

You must obey.

I must obey.

And to think that Steve Trevor was fooled by you.

I'm going to have to get accustomed to men and devious women.

Calling Von Blasko. U-boat 23 calling.

You were ordered to maintain radio silence.

Plans changed.

The estimated time of departure now 0200 hours.

That's 2:00 a. m.

Nein! We rendezvous at midnight.

If the others are late, they will pay for their tardiness with their lives.

Take it up now. Surface your U-boat.

Who are you?

Your welcoming committee.

I don't think so.

Just nose your plane down to the closest airstrip and everything will be fine.

No one can stop this mission...

least of all a woman.

You obviously have little regard for womanhood.

You must learn respect.

I prefer not to soil my hands on female flesh...

but if you insist.

Calling Von Blasko. U-boat 23 calling.

- Come in, Von Blasko. - Ja.

We have you approaching the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

What is your position?

32 miles due east of Long Island.

Latitude 40, 45, 06.

Longitude 73, 59, 39.

- You again? - This man is a top Nazi spy.

Put him in a cell and throw away the key.

You can't just dump a spy and walk away like that.

You've got to come in and fill out some reports.

Good night, gentlemen.

Ten minutes to 1:00.

The sub doesn't answer, something's wrong.

- Let's kill him and get out of here. - No, Marcia said to wait until 1:00.

You can stay if you want, but I'm going to leave now.

All right, let's plug him, get out of here.

So, Mr. Norman, my old friend the agent, we meet again.

Sit down, Steve.

I don't know who you are, but get this chair off my back.

It's you!

Well, how did you...

I've got to get out of here. A spy plane's coming...

There isn't.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard is safe, and so is the Norden bombsight.

You knew what they wanted?

Von Blasko's in jail, his XV-13 is at the bottom of the Atlantic...

along with the submarine that was to pick up these men...

and Marcia.

Marcia?

She was the leader of the pack, Steve.

A most untrustworthy associate.

I really have to go now.

Now wait a minute.

You can't just keep walking in and out of my life like this.

Who are you, where are you from, how are you able to do...

We'll be together again, soon. Somehow.

But I owe you my life, how can I ever repay...

At least I've learned one thing:

From now on, I'll have an ordinary-looking secretary.

I anticipated the way you'd feel...

so I personally interviewed 15 prospective secretaries.

The one I chose was a Navy WAVE who scored well in all the aptitude tests...

but she's duller than a fat lapdog after dinner.

She's waiting in your office right now.

Good. I've had it up to here with pretty girls.

A man can get too much of a good thing.

Prince.

Yes, General.

Maj. Trevor, this is Yeoman First Class Diana Prince.

- Nice to meet you, Diana. - Major.

No rank around here, let's just make it Steve and Diana, all right?

- Thank you, Steve. - Good.

I'll be off and let you two get acquainted.

Just a minute, General...

did you get any further information on that Wonder Woman?

Not a thing. She vanished as quickly as she appeared.

Sort of captivated by her, were you?

We'll talk about that another time, all right?

Of course, I understand.

Take a letter, Diana.

Take a letter to...

Say, Dear Miss...

You're at a loss for words, sir?

Yes, for the first time in my life.

You see, I wanted to tell someone something...

And you couldn't say it.

I'm afraid I don't know how.

Just say it.

You mean straight out?

Whatever the language, be honest.

You're very perceptive, Diana.

I'm a woman.

Where I was brought up, women were taught to respect honesty.

Now, I like that.

You know, we're going to get along just fine.

I'm sure we will.

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